Who a King Must Do Ch. 48

It felt incredible. Despite not stimulating her pussy whatsoever, it gushed with the repeated contractions of her folds, soaking her blue robe. Pleasure rushed through her every time Anduin's girthy cock slid in and out of her throat. Her blue lips tingled delightfully. It only got more intense, when the perfect master stood up and the scene transformed from a simple manhandling to a proper facefucking.

"You'll do this every day for the rest of your life," Anduin gasped, feeling his next orgasm rise. Her face was messed up, covered in spit, phlegm and precum, her heart-covered eyes were still staring at him past fluttering lids and her tongue worked his cock steadily even while he fucked her throat. "On your knees, taking my cock on your knees and cumming your brains out."

'Yesssss!' she thought, while her vocal cords vibrated with enthusiastic, dick-muffled screams. Anduin pulled her down one last time and Stellagossa wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling herself down in the hopes to taste just a little bit more of his member. Deliciously, his dick quivered in her throat.

Anduin groaned, cumming down the throat of this absolute pervert. Shot after shot of hot seed pumped down her gullet. Each tensing of his cock had the climaxing dragoness shout with renewed vigour. Although his mark was not yet on her, her magic-sensitive body reacted to the raw power of the High King. In return, the tingling of her arcane might kept Anduin ecstatic beyond the eager quivers of her throat.

As his orgasm subsided, Anduin fell back on the bed. "Stop sucking at your leisure," he told her and let go of her horns. Stellagosa was too happy to continue bobbing in his lap for a solid five minutes, before her urge to be bred won out over her urge to please him more with her mouth. When his cock did pop out of her full, blue lips again, she immediately dove under to worship his balls again. "Stop," Anduin commanded, before she got there. Her panting was pleasingly crispy on his drenched skin. "Strip for me."

"Yes, Master," Stellagosa obeyed and positioned herself one step before Anduin. His hungry eyes proved that he desired more than just her naked body and the blue dragoness was happy to deliver. Undoing the cord of her robe around her narrow waistline, she turned around. Her hips swung rhythmically to the beat of her lust. Elegantly, she let the robe slide off her shoulders, but stopped the descent around her elbows. At the same time, she grabbed the blue cloth around her thighs and pulled it up tautly. The cloth seductively folded underneath her ass, pushing the jiggling behind up and letting her flaunt it all the more while her striptease got more suggestive.

Bit by bit, she revealed the skin of her back. When the upper rim of her robe had slid all the way down to her waist, she turned around. The loose robe swayed to the rhythmic movements. Anduin devoured the sight of her balanced body and the light pink nipples that crowned her decently sized, firm breasts. Her midriff was flat, her hips wide, a delicious display of deeply feminine features. Between the parted front of her robe, he could see her drooling pussy, the overflowing love juices making the insides of her smooth thighs glisten.

While she danced, an arcane glow surrounded her hands. She slid her palms suggestively up her body, moaned when she brushed over her nipples, went over the neck and then her face. When she had reached her hairline, all of the mess the previous blowjob had caused was removed, leaving her gorgeous face clean. Her hands met above her, while she gyrated her hips. Her eyes fell on Anduin's cock. Instinctively, her tongue lolled out. She yearned to taste him again.

Anduin was of half a mind to oblige her, but decided otherwise. With a wave of his hand, he commanded Stellagosa to come closer. Simultaneously, he addressed the remaining harem in the room. "All of you should dance for me," he told the circle of diverse, unfathomably hot and willing sex slaves. Without any hesitation, they obeyed. Lithe, slender, well-endowed, elves, humans, dwarves, gnome, naru, old goddess and dragons all equally shook their breed-happy butts and delicious thighs to their individual rhythms.

They were still dressed in whatever they tended to wear, whether that was Xal'ataths practically see-though satin dress or Vanessa's rogue outfit. Having only been given the command to dance, not to strip, they only suggestively pulled at their clothes. Anduin had slightly different plans. Underneath each of his sex slaves, tentacles formed and reached up from the ground. For a couple of moments, they had heads made from teeth and claws, allowing them to tear open the layers of cloth or leather between them and the pussies of the trusting sluts. Even with those tentacles ruining their legwear, the wives and slaves of Stormwind's king kept dancing happily for his pleasure.

Stellagosa, meanwhile, had reached her Master-to-be, who took her by the hips and pulled her down into his lap. She straddled him, gasped wantonly when he grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her down into her first kiss. Fulfilment surged inside her and she answered the prodding of his tongue in whatever fashion she hoped pleased him. The talent she had for using her mouth to please extended to her kisses and Anduin indulged himself.

She tasted like soft mint and a winter day, but her mouth wasn't actually cold, creating an odd but pleasing mix of sensations. Because she sat on top of him, she had the higher angle. Anduin still dominated her sapphire blue lips and held onto her pale blue hair, while his left glided over her curves. Her robe was finally completely removed. His hand slammed down on her ass. She yelped with pain and pleasure and continued the kiss all the more enthusiastically. The spanking was something she had anticipated, knowing of the High King's kinks, but she hadn't thought the sting would be this sweet, or elevate her sensitivity this much. She practically screamed, while grinding her wet labia against his hot rod.

Clawing into her ass and tapping it with a bit more delicacy, Anduin assessed the quality of the behind of his newest slut. It was firm and soft in equal measure, a butt that jiggled and had taut, smooth skin. Its size was nicely balanced, round but not huge, incredible to grope and caress. Her slender tail curved behind her, tense with desire. "Wife... or slave?" he asked between kisses.

Stellagosa only considered the question for a moment. Did she want to be a woman of status in his harem, as was worthy of a dragon aspect or did she want to be to his feet, her mouth used as a cocksleeve continuously? Of course, both titles came with the pleasure to obey his every whim, but the framing was important. "Shlave," she slurred the obvious answer.

While Anduins hands remained in place, their kiss broke, and he rested his back on the bed. "Get in position, slave," he commanded her.

"Yes, Master," Stellagosa panted eagerly, moving up his body to perfectly straddle above his crotch. Hips raised, gooey strands of precum and pussy juice connecting their sexes, she reached underneath her to properly angle his cock. The mere touch of his tip sent hot, electrifying pleasure through her. Panting heavily, she waited for his command to deflower herself. Behind her, all of the tentacles had finished their preparation work and returned to the usual, phallic tips.

"Ride your Master," the order went out not only to Stellagosa, but to all of the harem. With pleasure, they all obeyed. The dancing motions of the sex slaves were interrupted with a simultaneous plunge of everyone, the tentacles penetrating their eager cunts smoothly. Among the delighted shouts Stellagosa's was by far the loudest and longest. Her virgin cunt was sopping wet and took his cock well, but she still descended slowly due to her tightness.

When she was one third down, the other haremettes resumed their dancing. Pumping in and out while their hips gyrated and their asses bounced, the tentacles made their rhythmic motions extra depraved, their legs weak. It was so easy to orgasm, while obeying their Master. Two-thirds down and Stellagosa's eyelids fluttered, her agape mouth twisted into a goofy, pleasure-dominated grin. Fully down, her head flew back as she completely drenched their connected groin by squirting all over it.

"Shhoooo biiiiiiig!" she yelled. She had already loved the heat of his girthy cock in her throat, but this was several times better. Feeling stretched out by this scorching hot rod, her tight folds constricting around it with repeated spasms, her entire body yielded to the pleasure and she willingly delved into it. She raised her hips, all of her instincts revolting against the idea of letting any inch of this magnificent cock out of her. When her desire to ride him was overcome by her need to have him inside, she plunged back down, screaming with renewed vigour.

Anduin wanted to see how long she could last. His hands kept groping her round ass, but he didn't pull her down, neither did he thrust up. He was fully content observing the Blue Dragonaspect lose her mind to repeated orgasms and to listen to the moans of the other women. They were all putting up a show for him and for each other, riding the tentacles with intense enthusiasm. Dancing caused tits to sway and the endless gushing of their cunts stained the floor and what torn legwear they were still wearing.

Stellagosa tried to pick up the pace of her movements. Up and down she went, successful for no more than ten seconds before she came so hard that she lost the ability to control her legs. While she tried to work through the spasms and the haze, her bouncing turned jittery and then ceased entirely. Overwhelmed by his cock, she slouched forwards.

"You really are a sensitive one," Anduin whispered into her ear. He wasn't disappointed in her, she would learn to handle his cock well enough to ride him properly in time. "I'm taking charge. Relax and lose yourself."

"Thank you... Master..." Stellagosa panted, mildly ashamed that she couldn't do more than this. The need to become truly his and his alone by receiving his seed and mark was more urging, however. "Please use my body however you see fit."

Anduin grunted approvingly, while he repositioned her on the bed. Instinctively, Stellagosa whimpered when he pulled out of her, but it was necessary to put her on her stomach. Facing the dancing circle of slaves, laying on the bed, Stellagosa trembled with anticipation. Anduin now straddled her, gave her ass one more mighty slap before raising it up so he had optimal access. He plunged into her tight pussy again, penetrating her in one thrust.

Quickly, Stellagosa learned what it meant to be fucked by the perfect Master. Hard and fast, he hammered against her round bottom. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled upwards, and all she could do was gasp and moan at the thought-annihilating precision with which he grinded against all of her most sensitive spots. Her tail wrapped around his midriff, a gesture of affection.

Anduin leaned forwards and took a fistful of her hair, pressing the dragoness down in an act of primal domination. Her bouncy butt rippled under each impact, her hands tore into the bedsheets, and her pussy gripped him like a proper cockseleeve. Pussy juice and magic flowed in ample amounts, lubricating everything he did and sending pleasurable power through his erect member.

Looking down at her, feeling the satisfaction of conquest, he hammered his way to his own orgasm to the symphonic cries of his harem. Every girl would have loved to be in Stellagosa's place, but they were all equally looking forward to another woman joining them in servitude. Their Master deserved to be served by all he wanted and with his lust and virility, he would need all the sex slaves he could get. None of them, on their own, could hope to take care of him.

With no remorse or announcement, Anduin slowed his thrusts for the finale. He drew out the final moments before he reached the edge, pulled out of her quivering quim slowly. Then, when he passed the point of no return, he plunged back into her and came.

A wet spot grew under her, as the marking magic did its work and carved her accepted status as his sex slave into her very being. Stellagosa wasn't capable of thinking, only of perceiving his cock and the heavenly pleasure she was basked in. Around the room, the other women shouted delightfully in unison, as the tentacles filled them up as well.

The High King kept cumming, making sure his seed filled her tight pussy to the brim and impregnated the dragoness who was now his dedicated sex slave in every way. The tight folds wrung every drop out of him, just as eager to know the joy of being bred as he was to mark her womb as his. Similarly, he felt the pussies of all of his haremettes contract around the tentacles. All of them were extensions of his being, even if the seed they produced was infertile. Not that it mattered, now that Stellagosa had been filled with his virile baby batter, her fertility restored by the magic within, there was no woman in this room not carrying his child.

Stellagosa could feel it faintly. His might rejuvenating her womb, fixing her true shape to be that of a fuckable, attractive little sex slave and a spark of his melded with him. It was a joyful moment, beyond even the extreme ecstasy that went along with it, of fulfilment. To be a mother of his child, the confirmation of it filled her with delight beyond pleasure.

"Do you think we are done here?" Anduin whispered into her long, elven ear, while pulling her head back. Throughout the room, the haremettes were already back to sliding up and down on the tentacles. Their faces reflected perfectly what awaited the dragoness for the rest of her life - the extreme joy of being fucked by a Master who got his greatest satisfaction of making them happy. The ultimate happiness was motherhood, but being useful as a sex slave was a good second.

"We... are... we are done... when you are... satisfied... Masssss-taaaaahrrrr," Stellagosa pressed out between intense aftershocks. On the last word, Anduin had started moving again, sending her immediately back into that heavenly pleasure that left her unable to remember where up or down was. Only his words and actions cut through the haze.

"Good slave," Anduin purred. He straightened up and rolled her onto her side. Lifting one of her legs up against her shoulder, he used it as a handle while he went back to fucking her - hard. The pale woman writhed under him, thrusting out her chest. Her decently sized breasts were a delightful highpoint on her arched spine. Her blue lips were still agape, their colour contrasting nicely with the reddish pink, longue tongue that stretched out. Her eyes had no focus, her smooth midriff glistened with sweet and Anduin could see his cock sliding up and down through a bulge. Her pretty pink pussy was sopping wet, swollen and still incredibly tight. "What do you want most right now?" Anduin asked.

"C-cum!" she screamed, her pussy gushing, every one of the thrusts at superhuman speed prolonging her mutli-orgasmic experience. "Cum! Cum! Cum!" she was begging like an animal. "Your cum!"

Andruin grunted approvingly and redoubled his efforts. The entire bed shook from his movements and he looked up to find the feverish eyes of his harem all directed at him. "Make me cum," he commanded them. It overpowered their order to ride or dance for him and so the harem put on a different kind of show for him. One where they engaged with each other, where they fell to the ground and used whatever hole they were more skilled with to properly pleasure his tentacles. The visual and physical stimulation peaked quickly, Anduin fucking them as much now as they were serving him

He came again. The messy scene froze and trembled, the intense rewards of making their master cum causing all of the willing servants to reach the climax of the orgy. Screams unified into one resounding noise of female delight that rose and fell while their favourite holes were getting filled up. Cumsluts got their throats used, several of the girls had their assholes stretched and most squirted while the searing heat of the cum caused them to tense up. Most of all, Stellagosa, feeling his rigid shaft tense inside her.

A scream of approval echoed from her lungs, one that bore testimony that she was ready to be his for the rest of the evening and for the rest of their lives.